Dearest Sister, I tried to write you a Christmas poem, But I failed time and time again, My simple words wouldn’t mush together into a sensible rhyme, Just harmless scrambled letters and thoughts staring back at me, Once again, I tried to write you a Christmas poem, But I failed again, and again, and again, So I went for a swim within my unconscious mind, I dove into clear darkness lured by my sanity slipstreaming a truth, And then ghostly harmony engulfed me to Continue Reading
0, Remember Me
When you share your username and password to check into your online bank account, have you ever noticed a box or oval shape next to the words, Remember Me? I guess the creator wants to provide an easier access for the next time. But, in the end, I think all we each want is to be remembered. Because there might not be a next time. Right? I write these collections of words, knowing that social media allows me to keep tabs on my childhood friends. And the awareness some of my childhood Continue Reading
Share A Voice
Allow her to sing a song you’ve never heard, Singing words with meaning, Her God given gift no longer obscured, As she bravely steps forward from a great forest, She begins to sing a naked truth, After, just after, a baby’s breath after… As if we had been standing together on a sandy shore listening to the constant tides, And from far away, a thunderclap sparks jagged electricity to pierce the nighttime fog, The lightning bolt revealing for Continue Reading
Remember…
I always write something about my former mother-in-law on June 6th. I have a good reason. Seventeen years ago, June 6th, she departed our collective existence into a spirit universe. If you doubt me, simply stop and close your eyes and think about someone or a pet that you loved unconditionally. Give yourself a second or two… wait for it… remember a fragrance? I remember my grandfather Sewell always balled up his paper napkin; I do the same thing. See? It’s Continue Reading
Adapted Screenplay – 5th&Hope
I think art and science are always evolving and changing our perspectives as new things are being discovered every day. (If you question my point I recommend you go do an internet search for CRISPR-Cas 9 or the word, Mulitverse.) If I am always learning something new my brain feeds off the energy - and I think the experiences influence me to seek a happier life. I also think you have to feel pain and joy to fully understand your emotional journey. If you remain numb to the world, or, Continue Reading
Dancing with Covid-19
For over a year, Covid-19 rained over me and all the living beings that populated planet earth. It was like having an invisible specter lording over our collective every waking moment. Being a good citizen, I stayed indoors, washed my hands, and made sure not to touch my face. If I roamed outside, I dutifully wore a mask and avoided crowds of other anxious humanoids. Side bar, you know life has changed forever when you realize you are price and durability shopping Continue Reading
My Downtown St Pete ~ Musings
I am fifty-five years old. 55. Double-nickels. I wrote the number; I observed the number, and since then I have been musing about my life’s journey. It’s an odd sensation to accept my body has carried around my mind for 55 revolutions around the heliocentric center, better known as the Sun. When I was a child, I thought that 55 years old equaled near death. “Sucks to be you, dude!” With my mother’s death last December 2nd during her 83rd travel around the Sun, the experience has graced Continue Reading
Saying Goodbye To My Mother
My mother has made her self-guided, one-way journey crossing over the human rainbow bridge. I pray she gazed upward with curiosity at the rainbow’s full-color spectrum as she arrived at tranquility station. If heaven exists in a parallel universe that we cannot see with our naked eyes that’s just over the horizon behind an inviting light, I hope she smiled and felt at home. I hope there are other beings nearby her that she recognizes, she feels, and they welcomed her Continue Reading
A Prayer For Peace
As those that know me best can attest, I have a nasty temper that shields my soft heart. I know I have a poets heart, I’m genuinely all gooey on the inside. I wrote this poem in a prayer form as a meditation. I hope the words convey the sentiment. I pray we can all seek peace over violence. If I give my heart without expectations, I give my heart seeking peace and understanding, If I share kindness without reservation, I share kindness, seeking peace and Continue Reading
Dead Stare – a poem
Let me explain this poem - a friend recommended my next novel might be about mental health issues that have bloomed from the pandemic’s impact and the significant spike in domestic violence and abuse. I noticed this photo from a software I use for a variety of reasons. It’s a subtle photo, but if you examine it closely you’ll note the woman’s unfocused gaze. I’ve seen the same gaze staring back at me in the mirror. PTSD and a raft of other mental issues will emerge once this Continue Reading
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